I'm so chill with it

What will be, will be

The universe knows what it's doing

I say nonchalantly, is it convincing?

I’ve never been a big believer

fate and destiny and hope and love

concepts that are beyond my understanding and possibly beyond my belief

Now you’ve ruined it

Signs and coincidences and meant to be’s

corrupt my skepticism, and scoffs, what if’s and logical detachments

I was cool, I was really chill with it

Sunglasses on, so you won’t notice how desperately I look at you

I’m without reason, you’ve thrown me one of those philosophical questions that I wasn’t ready for

The only thing I know is, It’s not in my hands anymore

The universe knows what it’s doing, right?